When he heard this, Mo Wen's footsteps finally paused. He raised his hands and made a surrender, and kept walking forward.

It seems that he was deceived by Mo Wen's sullen appearance. Sike just frowned and looked at his companion suspiciously, "what is he going to do?"

"Who knows." his companion looked up and down at the ink, noticed his pale face and purple lips, and tutted with disdain.

"Let this sick seedling come first. It doesn't have any deterrent."

"But the people in zone 2 are forbidden to leave?" Sike frowned.

"Are you stupid?" slapped Sike, and his partner laughed. "I just let him come, not let him pass."

When the voice fell, Mo Wen had come to them. His smile was as warm as jade. At a glance, it only gave people a gentle and harmless feeling.

Each guard has weapons and a heavy machine on each side of the outpost. Guns.

Don't let the gun ring.

Thoughts flashed in my mind. Ink slightly lowered his eyelids and asked the guard in front of him softly:

"I want to ask, where is the captain of your guard?"

"Hey!" as soon as the companion listened to the music, he turned back and shouted to a sentry platform on the right, "Captain, there is a little white face to see you!"

Sike always felt uneasy. He pulled his companion's arm. Just when he wanted to say something, their captain Zhang Limin leaned out his head and said rudely, "what's the matter!"

Zhang Limin is a big man about two meters tall. His full beard almost covers most of his face.

"There is a weak little white face here to see you. Is it your wandering brother?" the companion shouted again. This time, there was obviously more ridicule in his voice.

When they get along with each other, they are so careless and lawless, so no one feels that such words are disrespectful to Zhang Limin.

"Roll the calf, I don't have that kind of brother like bean sprouts!" Zhang Limin tilted his eyes, spat and laughed, "where's the smelly boy? Hurry to roll for me and dare to pretend to be my brother. I don't think you can live long!"

Listening to Zhang Limin's hearty laughter, even the people at the opposite outpost looked over. Most of the guards present laughed and took ink as a joke.

Sike always felt a little uneasy. He smiled twice. He found that Mo Wen didn't show half an unhappy meaning even if he was ridiculed by the public. He even had a gentle smile on his mouth.

This discovery made him a little creepy. He stepped back slightly and was ready to use his power.

If standing here is an ordinary man, he must have blushed with shame under the ridicule of the public, but now standing here is ink.

He gently put down his hand, slightly raised his eyes and asked Zhang Limin, "are you the captain?"

At this time, the sky was already a little dark. Zhang Limin felt that Mo Wen's eyes were like wild wolves hiding in the woods, emitting a faint light.

The vigilance system he developed in the past two years made him alert instantly. He hung his head and stared at Mo Wen and asked, "so what?"

This is the first time someone ran here and asked him if he was the guard captain.

"Do you know where ye Shu is?" Mo Wen asked again.

The question is just as if Zhang Limin's vigilance just dissipated. He despised his voice from the nasal cavity and laughed. "You are a follower of Ye Shu," I advised you to daydream less. Your little white face is really a toy boy who wants to eat the goose.

Ye Shu is a figure like a goddess in his eyes. How can he tolerate the defilement of Mo Wen, a guy who has no strength at first sight?

"I'm asking you, do you know where ye Shu is?" when he heard the sentence "Ye Shu's follower", there was obviously a little impatience in the black eyes of ink. His smile became more and more gentle, but his voice was cold.

Zhang Limin waved his hand carelessly. "I don't know if it's none of your business. Where's the psycho here? Sike, you guys quickly drove him away!"

"Hey -" when the people at the opposite outpost saw the excitement, they simply laughed and made a few loud noises, turned around and continued to stand guard.

Really, it's boring to stand guard.

The six guards at the passage answered in unison. Sike was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. He had long felt that Mo Wen didn't feel right for him, and now he can finally let him leave.

When he wanted to look back again, he found that Mo Wen had mysteriously disappeared.

Anyone here?

Several people were stunned. When they reacted, the outpost on the left suddenly seemed to be rolled into a washing machine and twisted into powder. The seven guards standing inside the outpost were instantly stirred into meat mud. Some of them still had a smile on their faces, and even had no time to make a sound.

What happened?

Sike and others were stunned.

Are you kidding? Most of those guards are level 10 powers. They can't die so simply even without vigilance!

Before he knew what had happened, the guards were stunned. Zhang Limin was the first to react and subconsciously roared, "guard!"

"Warning what." the voice of Mo Wen sounded faintly from behind Zhang Limin. He smashed his machine gun, and the rising corners of his mouth still had a mild taste.

"When are you --" Zhang Limin was stunned. The next second he was shocked by the blood in front of him.

All six people inside the outpost had their necks wiped and were paralyzed on the ground. The arms of several guards trembled uncontrollably, and the blood gushed directly from their throats.

Being wiped on the throat is actually a very painful thing. Because the pain of the throat can not make people die of pain, most of the people who have been wiped on the throat die of excessive blood loss due to being cut into the artery, or suffocate by cutting off the trachea.

Looking at his subordinates dying, Zhang Limin only felt that his heart was burned by the nameless flame. With a loud roar, he rushed at Mo Wen, and the clank man was staring red in his eyes.

"Is it a power of level 12?" Mo Wen bit compressed biscuits with one hand, covered Zhang Limin's fist with the other hand, and smiled gently. "Can you wait a minute?"

This gentle smile dyed on his face, making his pale face even colder.

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen flashed and disappeared in Zhang Limin's vision. He looked back in horror and found that Mo Wen had reached the ground and twisted the neck of a guard.